Azrael puzzled over the hand signs for a moment, before the meaning came to him. "Yes," he said, nodding. "I mean, Satan would have blown the lid off that regardless, but she found out beforehand. Bit of a shock for her, in her denomination...I think it was Russian Orthodox, angels are holy. And you know the death thing doesn't help." He broke off with a wry smile.
"And it's been more than four years now, and I feel like she loves me despite that. Which is comforting. We trust each other."